Just when I think I’ve lost all faith in people’s ability to care for one another, something like this comes along. This brought me to tears.
Thanks to Josh for retweeting on Twitter.
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In the 1800's, when hand-worked printing presses were in operation, 'sorts' were the technical term for individual letters. Solo characters became words and words became sentences.
The modern frustrated phrase, "I'm out of sorts", originates when the master printer looked down at his empty trays and lamented he could go no further in his work as all of his letters were used.
This is why I changed the blog title from "Amnesia" to "Out of Sorts", because it seems like I'm always looking for words and I'm constantly running out. :)
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November 16th, 2009 at 2:53 pm
Thanks for posting this. It totally rocked.
November 16th, 2009 at 3:10 pm
Thanks, Kate – it made me misty too. Beautiful video.
November 17th, 2009 at 1:25 am
I got weepy too.
November 17th, 2009 at 2:53 pm
Aw, now I got an eyelash in my eye. Or something.
Thank you for sharing that, Kate. That’s lovely.